I'd almost feel bad for Bristol, if only she hadn't, y'know, made the goings on in and around her vagina her chief selling point as a Celebrity. This is what you signed up for, Bristol. A lifetime (or, realistically, a few years' time) of old ladies wearing six pounds of pancake makeup pointing at your crotch and saying "Did he stick it in? Did'e? Did'e? Did'e stick it in right there?" Hope it's worth it.